Ocean's Breath Plateau shell whorl

The seal hunter chided gently, requesting that the butterfly be released. Sea Hunter puffed his cheeks, feeling its flimsy wings beat and tickle his tongue. He did not want to let it go because it was his, but he did so anyway.

He was no bird, nor was he a fish - whatever those things were.

It flopped uselessly on the ground, coated in saliva. Sea Hunter looked at it with a huff of defeat, glancing up again. Chakliux was busy working on building the lodge, and he would not see his son's lightning-fast move to collect up his prize once more. It was tempting to disobey, but there was conflict within him; he did not want to be sick, nor face further scolding.

He picked up a short stick instead, eager to keep hold of something, and padded closer to where the pale seal hunter smeared fat over bark. The mention of Raiyuk's name brought about a cheerful beating of his little tail and his stormy gaze brightened.